The Broken Glass is a work conceived and produced in Austria and Spain, and represents the eleventh reference of the Störung record catalog. In this collaboration, Asférico processes field recordings and synthesis to create cyclic and hypnotic structures that Mia Zabelka sculpts with her voice and her violin.
These audio excerpts have been prepared for preview purposes only, so their sound quality is lower than the found on the 2 audio tracks contained in the str011 vinyl or the 3 audio tracks contained in the str011 CD.
The Broken Glass is a work conceived and produced between Austria and Spain and represents the eleventh reference of the catalogue of Störung Label. In this collaboration, field recordings and synthesis processed by Asférico create cyclical and hypnotic structures, which Mia Zabelka furnishes with her violin and voice.
The LP consists of two versions of the piece, the first more minimalist and conceptual and the second more rhythmical and synthesizer based.
Through a display of distorted and isolated sounds, we are driven in the first version into a deep listening, as if sounds where placed under a microscope or we were contemplating them through a telescope. This approach lets us perceive the bare physicality of sounds in a way which enables us to grasp subtleties and aspects of sound which we are not used to.
The second version continues where the first version left us, but in this piece, we are eventually flooded by hypnotic loops, white noise and synthesis and the experience has a different flavor. Now what we have acquired through the first version, the enhancement of our listening and appreciation of subtleties of sounds, is inserted into a rhythmical structure which acts as a strong current, pulling us inside an ocean full of astonishing sounds.
In the CD version we also get Sonidos del Subconsciente II (Sounds of the Subconscious II), which brings a more mysterious and obscure kind of sonic experience. This time we get a more saturated display of sound consisting of oceanic layers extending indefinitely, approaching and receding, sometimes revealing hidden and mysterious banging sounds, but just when it seems we will finally grasp them, they recede again in the unknown and another new sound calls for our attention. We seem to be placed inside a cave, hearing a sonic thunderstorm outside, trying fruitlessly to make sense of what goes on outside. But all our intentions of understanding, all our efforts of consolidating the sound in a certain form are frustrated by continuous change and reveal themselves in the end as just created illusions.
Text by Sebastián Porrúa